The Enemy Always Wants to Pull Me into a Coffin

Chapter 28

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Arecio not only picked up the coffin board for him, but also covered him with a cord and tied it up with a rope. Ellie came over, indicating that everything was packed, and the center got out of the car to help Arecio go to her new home.

"Take this as well and put it on the van." Arecio clapped the dust on his hands, and Ellie did as she was confused.

"Speaking of which, what about Mr. Rutius?"

Arecio didn't answer him directly, just glanced at the coffin and said slowly:

"Ellie."

"Huh? Yes, I'm here!"

"When a blood race enters a coffin, it is called falling asleep. Do you know what it is called when a human enters a coffin?"

"… Call?"

"Call into the ground."

Ellie didn't know why, and asked a question mark on her forehead. Confused, she carefully supervised the loading of the coffin, and when the carriage was closed, she seemed to hear a sigh coming from the coffin.

Ellie: ! ! !

Haunted mom!

Even though I only left the center temporarily, and I will work here in the future, several emotional staff members cried. They celebrated Arecio's new house with all sorts of gifts, and Arecio waved goodbye to the staff who had been getting along well these days with a full video game spree from Andre.

As the gray curtain rose all the way, Arecio looked down at the schematic diagram of his new home on his brain, and the more he looked at it, the more satisfied he became.

Yes, it is not a simple house, it is a "home", a resting place that is different from the Blood Moon Castle and the Moon River Manor he once owned. Although the space is to be given to the neurotic half, they can also negotiate to decorate.

Thinking of what to come, Arecio's brain rang, and he received a message from a neuropathy.

[Ruzius: ... let me out.]

[Ruzius: Unloading.]

[Ruzius: Where are they going to carry me?]

[Alessio: Hahahahahahaha!]

[Ruzius: …]

There was no movement on the other side, he should be thinking about how to save himself. Arecio looked down through the car window. He saw the house that belonged to him. The truck was unloading, and the capable robot was carrying their luggage and gifts packed into boxes to the house. The goods ordered online were also At this point in time, the goods arrived one after another, and the people on both sides communicated and each designated an area to stack the goods.

Because the new home needs to buy a lot of things, the small garden will be filled up in a short time, and the coffin will take up the most space. Arecio saw the staff on both sides communicate, and one shook his head, and then someone said something, looked at what document the other party had taken, and nodded in agreement.

They piled too many boxes onto the coffin.

Arecio Twice: Hahahahahaha!

Coffin: "… "

Everything was delivered to sign for receipt, and the staff left one after another, leaving only the robots to assist in home improvement. Ellie also returned to the center, and asked Arecio to enjoy the fun of home improvement in this world in ten thousand years. Of course, don't forget to take time to live broadcast after finishing.

[Ruzius: Are you sure you won't let me out?]

[Alessio: No.]

[Ruzius: ... You don't regret it.]

[Alessio: No!]

The sound on the other side was silenced, and Arecio consciously had the upper hand, even removing a few transport boxes and sitting on the coffin himself. A grey curtain loomed over the small garden, and he hummed "In Praise of the Stars" from their era's popular play, waggling his legs, gazing at the cardboard boxes and dumb robots.

Slowly, his legs stopped shaking, and Arecio realized the current problem.

[Alessio: I untie the rope for you, you come out.]

[Ruzius: No.]

Arecio: …

Retribution came so fast, he forgot about the need for someone to work!

He removed the rope that bound the coffin and took off the board. The saint was lying peacefully in the coffin with his eyes closed and dozing off. He felt the light, his eyes opened slightly, and quickly closed again.

"Get up and work!" Arecio said, and the saint in the coffin let out a vague smile and said slowly:

"Please."

"… "

This neuropathy always has a way to poke his lung tube in minutes!

Arecio took certain measures, and finally the two of them finally sat peacefully on the sofa in the living room of their new home. The sofa is also a fabric sofa that has just been dismantled. The small home improvement robots have helped a lot, and they can even clean up the remaining shipping boxes, which is very advanced. They set the work schedule and coordinated the goods, then rolled the scroll wheel together to come to Arecio and Ruzius, raised their round heads, and smiled on the electronic screen.

"Please help too~ Please help too~" The smallest robot shook Arecio's hand coquettishly, "Please join us in decorating this new home."

"The designers of these robots seem to have their own set of concepts." Rutius said, he is someone who likes to do his homework in advance. Since he ordered these home improvement robots in the package, he naturally recognized the designer's concept. of.

"The designer believes that with the development of the times, machinery replaces labor, and the gap between people will increase day by day."

"Gradually stop doing the same thing together and leave everything to the machine."

"That's why he proposed the idea of machines and people working together. Because there is a guarantee of machines, people don't have to work hastily, and because of the participation of people, machines can complete better ideas."

Arecio was being shaken softly by the little robot and got up from the sofa. The little robot happily followed the procedure, introducing its two companions to Arecio. A medium-sized robot can assemble various furniture and absorb the garbage generated in the process; a tall robot carries heavy objects and is also responsible for high-level work; and now the one holding Arecio is a guiding robot that will Take them to find each piece of goods, and at the same time, it is equipped with a set decoration plan, just like the designer is on site.

"Isn't this very good." Arecio liked these three very much, and even if he had been a prince who had never participated in labor before, he was willing to try to do something. Not to mention Rutius, under the education of the temple, he did not reject labor.

"Let's start with the living room! Please play with the two of you. Find the boxes marked A1 and A2 first! Prepare-"

Bright smiling eyes curved up on the electronic screen of the little robot.

"yeah!"

With a gust of wind, there was no one in front of the little robot. It didn't know how stimulating the word "competition" that it said just now according to the program, the person in front of it suddenly disappeared, and it turned around in a confused circle for a few times before jumping up and chasing it out.

"Two! Two! Wait for me!"

There was a grey curtain covering the entire house, but Arecio didn't have to worry about the sun. He quickly found the row of boxes with the serial number "A", and his eyes suddenly lit up, but before he could reach for the boxes, a long chain in the slanting thorn suddenly wrapped the two boxes together, and moved to the side. Pull, of course he fluttered in the air.

Arecio raised his head angrily, the saint picked up the two boxes with no expression, turned around and ran.

"You lost." Ruzius did not forget to mock with a blank face. Arecio smiled coldly for his death, and teleported directly in front of him. There were two boxes between them, and the two were about to fight on the spot. stand up-

"Don't fight woohoo!" The little robot finally slid over and lay between the two of them. The tall robot took the two boxes very quickly and sent them into the room, leaving only Arecio and Ruzius, and a small robot to confront each other outside.

"Woooooo..." The little robot twitched, it looked at Arecio pitifully, and stretched out its mechanical hand, wanting Arecio to hold it. Aresio softened his heart and stretched out his hand to hold the little mechanical hand. The little robot followed suit, holding Ruzius's hand with the other hand.

"Don't quarrel, this is the new home of the two of you, and the two of you will be together for a long time in the future."

Arecio: ...

The truth is right, why does he feel that something is wrong.

The little robot held Arecio's hand in one hand and Ruzius's hand in the other, clasped both hands, and smiled brightly.

"Is not it good?"

Arecio: ? ?

Rutius: ! ! !

Arecio touched a thin callus on the sage's finger.

Strictly speaking, the blood race is dead, so they will not leave scars or cocoons on their bodies. As long as there is enough blood, they can quickly adjust themselves back to their prime. So when he touched such a pair of human hands, Arecio first shrank subconsciously, but before he could withdraw his hand, he felt that the other's index finger seemed to rub against his palm unconsciously.

"What kind of good friend program is this?!" Arecio suddenly pulled his hand back and put it in his pocket.

"It might be because of home decoration." The saint guessed rationally, but his index finger curled up slightly.

This program is really comprehensive, but it is too embarrassing to change the processing method to be better.

The little robot looks left and right, and automatically proceeds to the next program.

"Let's hang the curtains together!"

Arecio really did the hard work, and for the first time he knew how difficult it was to decorate a house, and that was with the help of robots. The Moon River Manor where he lived ten thousand years ago, no wonder so many servants are needed just to operate normally.

The tall robot is turning into a ladder, which is convenient for him to hang the paintings in high places. It just so happened that the sage passed by the floor-to-ceiling window holding the hammer and holding the fence of the flowerbed, and he stopped the sage.

"Is it right?"

"It's crooked, go to the left."

Arecio moved to the left.

"It seems to be a little to the left, and to the right."

Arecio moved back.

"Looks like..."

Arecio jumped to the ground in a hurry, and directly lifted the tall robot that turned into a ladder, ready to throw it at Ruzius!

The little robot drifted rapidly among them.

"woooooooo..."

As soon as Arecio heard him cry, he knew that it was not good, but the robot with a fixed program always insisted. In the end, Arecio held hands with the neuropathy, and the robot even suggested that they "give a gentle hug".

That is impossible!

At the end of the day, most of the house is installed, and the rest can be done by yourself. Three robots stand in a row to say goodbye to two customers. The little robot was in the center, with a bright smile on the electronic screen, and bowed deeply to the two of them.

"Our mission is complete!"

Then, the three robots spoke in unison in different electronic voices—

"I wish you two happy weddings!"

The robots closed the door and left, and Arecio stared blankly at the door from which they left.

"… what?"